Argument
."** "there isn't any fabric. it's just cement floors, walls, and ceiling. even these chairs are just metal. it's cold." **"it's industrial."** "it's _cold_." "..." **"why did you call me here anyway?"** "..."
You're My Guiding Star
He'd make some comment about not hearing me, with my mandibles always so full of fabric, and then we'd both be angry. what i wouldn't give to hear the pleasant buzz of his voice again. i shouldn't be here, but i couldn't stay away.
Wedding Preparations (Otherwise Untitled)
A collection of fabric and feathers seemed to drift across the floor with dignity unheard of, "it looks to fit you; i'm glad to have had the matching pair on hand to make it from."
Is This Seat Taken?
Next to his row of seats stood a young hare, underdressed for the drizzly autumn weather in a halter top and skirt, the blue polka-dot fabric of her top damp and clinging to her similarly damp fur like something out of a provocative ad.
Slagar the Master P1
Slagar rolled his eyes and stared with boredom to the figures of the curious looking yellow coloured marten that slipped out of the fabric.
Deep Space - Chapter 1, The Infinatum
It's made from a special kind of fabric. actually, calling it chainmail is more accurate. in fact, it got the name "space mail" for being such an air tight fabric that can resist pressure and vacuums so well that it's ideal for space.
Chapter 18
Craig trailed off as he looked down at the watch like device on his wrist, the black ooze-like substance of his mantle seeping out of it and onto the bed, where it disappeared into the fabric. "craig?"
War Of The Litche: Prologue
If their lives weren't at stake she would've been cursing the rather long skirt she had, the fabric tangling her legs and making it quite difficult to run.
3. Forging a Bond
As his other foot pushes into the costume, he can't help but marvel at the comforting chilly energy enveloping his feet and legs as the fabric covers his skin.
The Magic Mirror Maze
He tried to scream, but his mouth became muffled as it was encased in the same fabric, flattening out with the rest of his body. next, everything went black.
Never Ending Skies -Part 3-
The fabric resist such tamperings as his claws slid across the smooth surface. she figured it must have been reinforced with such things in mind. after the hatchling had finally settled down, she too joined him on the new bed.
Shayde's Story Chapter 2
'but it's filthy, and,' he brought the fabric to his nose and inhaled, drawing it away again quickly, wrinkling his nose, 'it stinks! as are your pants.' he nudged the pants with his foot. shayde smiled and took the bandana off him.